An Adventure East of Sudan

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The Sudan lies at the head of the Nile where the Blue Nile joins the main stream of the river. In the days of the Pharos, it was Nubia. Then it was the land of Islam, the garden of Ala where men are tempted. Yet out of all the names that Sudan has born there has been one constant, the slave trade. It is a land where the most prized slave was from the north. Women with light fair complexions, hair like spun gold. Their youth and beauty were highly prized.



This was the land of the Mardy, Pasha General Gordon, the fall of Kratoom. Yet that was the past, Sudan was now a British protectorate. The Mardy was no more; Pasha Gordon was a dead hero. Many things had changed but try as they may the British could not break the slave trade.











Pasha Sulaman of Balashi had advertised for a European Governess to teach his young children. He had received a letter from a Miss Rachel Johnson enquiring about the position. He had responded that the position paid $1,000.00 a month due to the remote location of his palace. The palace sat in the dry arid land of eastern Sudan. The Palace was offered all the comforts that a European governess would expect. He now awaited her response.



Pasha Sulaman wondered two things was this Miss Johnson a weathered old crown, or an attractive young beauty. He of course hoped she was the latter.

Rachel’s fair complexion and spung gold hair was in mark contrast to the natives at the station as she stepped from the train. The coach attendant brought her trunk from the train. The natives watched as this young fair beauty stood on the platform. The heat of the day had her clothing sticking to her like a second skin leaving little to the imagination. Her perky young breasts strained against the bodice of her dress, Rachel’s nipples pressed to the fabric of her blouse.

“Miss Johnson.” A man called out in broken English. “The Master has sent a car for you.” Amid was small man standing at only 5’ 8”, his eyes hungerly took in every sensual curve of the naïve white beauty. He had a broken tooth smile as he ushered the gorgeous young beauty to the waiting car. He spoke to the station master, who nodded his head. “They will send your trunk and bags to Pasha Sulaman’s palace.”





The drive from Balashi across the desert left little doubt of why it was called the Garden of Ala, where men were tested, and for that matter Rachel as well. After an hours suffocating drive they arrived at Pasha Sulaman’s home and palace. Amid ushered the ravishing young blonde into see her employer the Pasha. “Welcome Miss Johnson you must be tired after your long journey. I am sure you must long for a cool bath. We can speak of your duties after your cooling bath and you can meet the children later.”

The Pasha was a man that it was hard to guess his age, he could be in his forties, or his sixties. Pasha Sulaman clapped his hands and a young Nubian servant girl came at his summons. “Fatima show Miss Johnson to her room and prepare a cool bath for her. “Yes Master.” The dark skinned beauty bowed. “Miss Johnson follow me.

Rachel was shown to her quarters. They were a series of four large rooms, a setting room, a bedroom dominated by a large oriental bed, a small library, and a large bath chamber, the focal point being a sunken tub that was in reality a small pool. “I shall fill your bath Miss Johnson. The sound of flowing water seductively called to Rachel.

Fatima waited until Rachel was lazily relaxing in the bath, the heat of the day having taken their toll. Her soft blue eyes fluttering half closed when Fatima joined Rachel in the bath. The Nubian beauty ran her soapy hands over Gwen’s soft, pale, creamy, skin. Fatima’s dark hands were in sharp contrast to the gorgeous young governess’s pale beauty. “Relax Miss Johnson………enjoy your bath.”

Rachel Johnson was in for a very sensual and seductive bath as the Nubian beauty caressed Rachel’s breast and gage how responsive the young white girl’s body was. Fatima had laid out native garb for the young white, naïve, European governess. The skirt and bodice were translucent, the silhouette of her stunning young body would be clearly and sensually visible.

 

[Becaa57]

I was bone tired by the time I finally landed, and exited the last plane, had lost track of all the different flights I'd been on, traveling over over a full day, just drains you

I see a man calling my name with a placard that also has it.

He ushers me into a nice limo, telling me my luggage will be taken care off.

I guess the perks for working for the man I was working for, still not real clear on his title, but he'd offered me a very nice job
being governess for his children.
all expenses paid and a very nice salary, that I planned to just put in the bank.

I had actually fallen asleep in the backseat when we arrived, woke up, it was already dark.

the driver, forget his name, ushering me into to meet the master

He seemed nice enough, polite and respectful.

sent me off to my room, promising me a bath and then was to meet his children.

the bath was a surprise when the young girl slipped into the tub with me washing me

After the very sensuos bath, I was lead out of the tub, towelled off and given some clothes to wear

it was only after I looked the mirror, that I realized how revealing they were

I speak
"Please is there something less revealing to meet the children in?"

being told in a pleasant enough way

"No sorry miss, this is traditional garb for young women, you have to wear it"

I am then lead back to the office of Pasha

who doesn't seem as surprised to see me as I thought he would

he has me sit on a chair and summons for his children to come in

 

[cgraven]

Fatima was pleased with how the ravishing young blonde European beauty’s body responded, when the dusky Nubian servant hands and fingers “accidentally” brushed Rachel’s chaste young pussy and the gorgeous young blonde’s breasts and nipples. Fatima smiled as the young white beauty’s nipples stiffened and swelled at her wicked touch.

Her seduction of Rachel continued as the devious servant toweled the young innocent dry, and of course Fatima made sure to pay particular attention to Rachel’s breasts, nipples, and chaste young pussy. Fatima smiled, was that a sensual little moan, that escaped, and bubbled from the young European’s sweet, moist, ripe, lips? There was no mistaking Rachel’s surprised gasp, or her maidenly scarlet blush, at the sight of the clothes laid out for her. When Rachel saw the translucent nature of the native garb she turned to Fatima saying, "You forgot to include my bra and panties Fatima "

Fatima casually replied, "No need, too hot here Miss Johnson. You will be covered enough in right areas" This was said to ease the young blonde's mind, but far from the truth in reality.

Fatima led young Rachel back to Pasha Sulaman who was quite pleased with the way Rachel was dressed. Her stunning young body was displayed to perfection. Rachel’s long sculptured legs delightfully displayed as were her high firm young breasts, and her pale pink rosebud nipples strained against the translucent fabric. The pasha smiled as he commented, “A wise choice Miss Johnson as European clothing is inappropriate for the climate of the Sudan. Shall we meet your students now.”

Ahmid was standing just behind his master when Fatima had ushered back Rachel in, to stand before the Pasha. The young blonde was gorgeous, blessed by Ala, a man would pay a king’s ransom to possess her. When The Pasha and Rachel left to meet his children, Fatima came to Ahmid. “Ahmid contact the brotherhood. This young blonde beauty is worth her weight in gold.”

“Yes Fatima she is. It will take close to a month before the brotherhood can gather enough men to raid the palace and carry the white girl away to a life her delicate young body is more suited to, then teaching children.” The pair looked at each other and smiled as they set their plans into action.

Pasha Sulaman Introduced Rachel to his children. They of course were quite polite to their new European governess. The young blonde began by introducing herself and telling the children of many of the wonders of European civilization. As the young beauty spoke to her students the Pasha could hardly take his eyes off Rachel . The way the light hit her translucent native attire, had the result of making the clothing more transparent and displaying Rachel’s gorgeous young body to perfection. Her pale pink rosebud nipples were straining against the fabric and her firm young breast jiggled sensually as she moved. Rachel’s graceful and fluid movement possessed a natural sensuality and seductive quality. Ala had certainly blessed the young blonde with a beauty that would tempt any man.



Ahmid came and let the Pasha know that dinner was served. “ Children it is time you went to your beds.” He then turned to Miss Johnson. “Do join me for the evening repass.”

Sulaman escorted Rachel to the dining room of the palace. As the room was very much in the oriental style of cushions on the floor and a low table for the food. “I trust you do not mind reclining as we eat as it is the custom of the desert and is cooler for the diners.” What Sulaman did not say was that it gave him a delightful view of Rachel’s girlish charms.

The meal was simple but eloquent. Ahmid had, unknow to his master, laced Rachel’s food with a little something extra that would make her more pliable, and innocently aroused. The Pasha’s food was also doctored. When the dishes were cleared and Rachel and the Pasha rested on their cushions then the Pasha rolled over, his body pressed to Rachel’s and his lips claimed hers in a dark sensual kiss.

 

[Becaa57]

Things are moving fast, I'm not at all comfortable in what I'm wearing even though I can tell by the heat that more clothes would be uncomfortable, just wish it wasn't as revealing as it is.

Pasha seems nice enough barely gives me another look, once he seen's I'm dressed correctly
the kids seem sweet, very well behaved
I think we will get along very well
So far other then the clothes I'm liking the experience

Pasha's servent? I guess however gives me a very creepy vibe! he is polite and respectful when Pasha is there, but his eyes are all over me when he isn't
I see lust, but also looks like greed in his eyes

The dinner is very nice, some kind of spice that seems to be very warming. I can feel my blood I know I'm blushing and my nipples seem extra sensitive when I breath

I"m shocked however after dinner when Pasha roles over onto me, pushing me down and kissing me!!!!!

I give into the kiss for a moment, wantin more, but then I realize who he is and what is going on

I push him off

"Pashs!!!! What are you doing? I"m not that kind of girl!!!"

Getting up I rush from the room

Fatima is just outside, she looks up obviously startled

"Fatima, take me back to my room please!!!!!"

She takes me back to my room, I'm so distraught I don't even notice Agmid watching me, with a strange smile on his face

 

[cgraven]

Pasha Sulaman is socked yet pleased as young Rachel give into the kiss for a moment. Her supple young body pressed to her employers. A if her ravishing young had a mind of its own it arched to Sulaman’s wanting more. Yet at that moment Rachel’s morels and modesty seemed to assert themselves. Rachel pushed her employer away as she gasped, "Pashs!!!! What are you doing? I’m not that kind of girl!!!"

The Pasha watched as Rachel fled like a scared little rabbit, Fatima following in Rachel’s wake. “Men even the most educated and morel of men like Pasha Sulaman can be tempted by a ravishing young beauty like your self Miss Johnson.” Fatima cooed as she took the shaken and distraught beauty into her arms. The Nubian beauty loved the feeling of the nearly naked young white beauty in her arms and If she and Amid had not already decided the young beauty’s fate she would make this gorgeous young beauty her lover. Fatima kissed each of Rachel’s eye lids. “ Hush rest in my arms.”





Rachel’s trunk and cases arrived during the night. She had a choice to make anything other that a light blouse and skirt would be insufferable in the desert heat. The translucent native attire would be much more comfortable. Rachel was left to decide between comfort and modesty. The young golden haired beauty found a note that had been slipped under her door.

Miss Johnson,

There is no excuses for my bestial behavior last evening. I can assure you that it will not happen again. I implore you to please consider staying and teaching my children. If you feel you can not stay I will understand and make arrangements for your return to England.

I know the children would want you to stay!

Pasha Sulaman

It seemed Rachel had not only to decide what to wear but weather to stay of go.

 

[Becaa57]

My trunk and case are here, Fatima had evidently opened them to put away, but hadn't yet
I pulled a change of clothing out, slipping off what I was wearing and putting on my own clothes

Within 15 minutes I realized that this would not work, I was sweating just getting dressed

I put the other outfit on

"Fatima"
"I'm not going to be able to use these, can they be put somewhere for storage"

I take the note she handed me, reading it again slowly

Sitting I pull a piece of paper and a pen

Dipping it into the ink I reply

Mr Sulaman

It was an unusual experience for both of us, I understand from Fatima that a white woman has never been here before. And while what I was wearing was a lot more revealing then I'm used to, it isn't for you. I think what I'm trying to say is that I may have inadvertently made you feel I would welcome that advance? I didn't of course, but I don't feel all the blame is on you.

If I have your word as a gentleman that it will not happen again, then I will agree to stay and teach your children to the best of my abilities.

I think we will both have to get accustomed to how we look. To be honest, I've never been around people with as dark of skin as you do here.

Your Servant
Rachel Johnson

I fold the paper and put it in an envelope marked with Pasha's name

I open the door, looking for Fatima, but only see his other servant Ahmid

"Ahmid, would you please deliver this to Mr. Sulaman for me?"

Trying to ignore his eyes feasting on my nipples

 

[cgraven]

Rachel had tried to dress in her prim and proper European clothing yet found even a blouse and skirt became unbearably hot in moments. With a finality it was apparent that translucent native attire, that revealed Rachel’s youthful charms and left little or nothing to a viewer’s imagination. Fatima smiled when she saw Rachel once more in the scandalous outfit.

Rachel took some time to pen Pasha Sulaman a polite but pointed note that said yes she would stay to teach his children. But there would be no repeat of the previous evening. Yet there was also a conciliary tone that acknowledged that she might bear some of the fault for the events of the previous night.

Fatima heard young Rachel call for her yet the scheming young Nubian let Amid answer Rachel’s summons. “Yes Miss Johnson may I be of assistance? Fatima is in the kitchens getting your breakfast.” As Amid spoke his eyes lustfully took in ever sensual curve of the scantily and scandalous clad young golden haired beauty. Her soft ivory skin was flawless, her breasts firm, and Rachel’s nipples were like pale little pink rosebuds. ”Shall take your letter to the Pasha.”

On his way to deliver Rachel’s note to Sulaman Amid took time to read it and was pleased to see that young Miss Rachel Johnson would be going nowhere.



Over the next month Amid and Fatima made sure that each of Rachel’s meals were doctored with a mild aphrodisiac, just enough to keep her gorgeous young body humming with a hungering need. Amid openly gazed upon with undisguised lust, and he would lick his lips when he saw Rachel. Fatima took every opportunity to brush Rachel when she passed her making sure in her passing she brushed Rachel’s sensitive nipples.

Pasha Sulaman was sexually attracted to Rachel but was a man of his words and did not act on his feeling.

Rachel’s life was filled with teaching the Pasha’s children and avoiding being alone near Amid. Fatima was an other matter for she knew just how to touch Rachel, to excite her treacherous young body, with each accidental caress.

Little did Rachel know that a hideous fate was closing in on her. Amid and Fatima were preparing for the raid. Each knew the part they would play.

 

[Becaa57]

The month passes by. I get more and more used to wearing the outfit. Accustomed to seeing Fatima's body in hers, her nipples black like coal.

The food is good and Pasha wile always looking at me is very polite and respectful

THe kids are wonderful, so smart, but not afraid to challenge me on things

half of our lessons turn more into discussion of life. The life they are growing up with and the life I grew up with
but of course still teaching English, reading and mathematics

I am surprised that I seem to be always aroused something that Fatima seems to enjoy fanning

she is touching me a lot, in passing just hugs nothing that I think would be wrong

I start turning her touches

Bath time is the best, even though I tried to tell I can bath herself she told that's not allowed

But our baths have turned into both of us bathing each other. Her skin is smoot, I can't over how dark she is, the contrast of my hands on her and her hands on me

I even try to be nicer to Amid. Not leaving a room when he comes in smiling at him, saying hi

Fatimah has taught me a lot about life here, especially for a woman

so many things I took for granted are not done here

From Pasha of course down to the servants and that includes Amid

I have switched from giving him orders to asking him if he could help me with things

He never turns me down on a request

And I'm sure to always thank him

When he takes me to Pasha's office for my first month review

I don't shy away from his hand on the small of my back

Thanking him as I enter the office

wait for Pasha to acknowledge me

 

[cgraven]

As the month passes Rachel’s slowly begins to return Fatima’s sensual caresses. But it is Rachels daily baths that become an ever increasing and sensual affair as Fatima tell the young golden beauty, “ That is not allowed Miss Rachel for you to bathe yourself. I am your servant and I am to bathe you.”

Rachel’s and Fatima’s baths have turned into a sensual and seductive for both gorgeous young beauties, one as dark as night, and one a golden ray of ivory skin, as they bathe each other. Fatima’s skin is smooth, Rachel can't get over how dark she is, and the contrast of Rachel’s hands on Fatima and her hands on Rachel.

Fatima taught the naïve young golden beauty how to sexually please another woman with her hands and had Rachel please the Nubian beauty with her hands. “Miss Rachel have you ever shared a sensual kiss with another woman.” Fatima’s lips brushed Rachel in a teasing gentile kiss. “Your lips are so sweet Miss Rachel.” Fatima’s lips slowly captured Rachel’s and invited her to surrender to that intimate Kiss.

Yet that was not the only change at the palace as Rachel began to even try to be nicer to Amid. Not leaving a room when he comes in, smiling at him, and greeting him with a friendly “Hi” and switched from giving him orders to asking Amid if he could help her with little things about the class room.

Oh, how Rachel’s life has changed, so different from her life in England, the scandalous clothing she now wore. One night Amid informs Rachel that Pasha Sulaman wishes to review the performance of her duties. Amid ushers Rachel to the Pasha’s study. When he takes her to Pasha's study for her first month review, Rachel doesn't shy away from his hand on the small of her back. “Thank you Amid.” Rachel meekly says as she enter the Pasha’s study.

Rachel’s review never happens as a shot rings out. Amid burst through the door. “Raiders Pasha Sulaman.””

“Amid I will lead the children to safety. You and Fatima make sure Miss Johnson gets to safety.” Amid led Rachel to her rooms. Fatima had laid out a blouse and skirt for Rachel. “Quick change Miss Rachel, the desert is cold at night.”

There were shouts and foot steps in the hall ways. Amid opened a secret passage and ushered Fatima and Rachel into it. But far from leading to safety it led to Rachel’s captivity and sale into white slavery.

 

[Becaa57]

I'm confused, changing into my old clothes, it's been so long I fumble with clasps and everything. The Amid rushes out of the room, down a hallway. Out a door in the back
There is a Van parked there, with men around it. Fatima and I are basically tossed inside. Amid gets in behind me. The door slams shut and we take off.

I don't realize anything is wrong, other then the raid until I feel Amid grabbing my arms and tying them behind my back

"What's going on??? Amid, what are you doing?????"

looking around I see that Fatima is not tied up

"Fatima???"

She just smiles and then gags me.

The van speeds off taking turns back and forth. I have no idea where we are going, but realizing it's not good for me

 

[cgraven]

There were shouts and footsteps in the hall ways. Amid opened a secret passage and ushered Fatima and Rachel into it. There is a Van parked there, with men around it. Fatima and Rachel are basically tossed inside. Amid gets in behind her. The door slams shut and the van takes off.

Far from being Rachel’s savior Amid grabbing her arms and tying them behind her back. “What's going on??? Amid, what are you doing?????"

“Delivering you into the hands of the brotherhood where they will sell you a man who desires you Miss Rachel. I shall be paid handsomely for delivering you to them.”

Fatima gaged the golden haired beauty. They drove through the night and the next day. When the van finally stopped. Fatima and Amid hauled Rachel out of the van to stand before a very dark Arba. “This is the young European Governess of Pasha Sulaman.”

“You have done well Amid. Fatima remove her gage.” The dark Arba ran his eyes over the young golden beauty. “Fatima I wish to see her breasts.”

Fatima was smiling as she ripped open Rachel’s blouse and stripped the bound white beauty to the waist. “Very nice, yes very nice indeed.” The man’s thumb rolled Rachel’s nipples under his thumbs, to judge the young girl’s body’s reactions. The aphrodisiac that Rachel had been fed had her nipples hardening to swollen little peeks. “I believe your price for this white dove was her virginity Amid….” The man smiled. “Take your price Amid.”

Amid turned to Fatima “Strip Miss Rachel let all see her . virginal beauty.”

It did not take Fatima long to strip the bound young white beauty. Rachel stood before all in her chaste naked beauty. “Untie her hands Fatima.”

Rachel was surrounded by members of the Brotherhood. “Hold her down…..” Rachel soon found herself boren down, her hands pinned above her head and her shapely legs drawn apart for Amid’s pleasure. He looked down on Rachel. “You will not be a virgin very much longer Miss Rachel.”

Amid knelt between Rachel’s thighs, the head of his cock just parting her labia, her fate was at hand. Amid paused, the tip of his cock resting on Rachel’s hooded clit. Amid longed to hear the proud young white beauty beg for him to have mercy on her.

 

[Becaa57]

I'm staring up at Amid, and all the men holding me down
my eyes find Fatima's
I think I feel more betrayed by her, then anyone else.
I never liked Amid

Surprised that I'm somewhat aroused still, but starting understand why.

Looking at Amid with hate

Ashamed that I will lose my virginity to a man that I now hate

I can see he wants me to say something

"I can't stop what you're going to do"
"I hate you for it"

The man in charge laughs at that
"Amid, seems she hasn't fallen for your charms after all"
"This should be interesting"

 

[cgraven]

"Amid, seems she hasn't fallen for your charms after all"

"This should be interesting." The men holding a now very naked Rachel down was helpless to avoid her fate. "I can't stop what you're going to do. I hate you for it!"

Amid lay down across her naked young body, he was only the second man to do so, the first was Pasha Sulaman on her first night at the palace. “What will you offer me to spare you Miss Rachel?” It seem he was giving Rachel a way out of losing her virginity in such a humiliating way. Amid obscenely licked the young governess’s cheek.

“Perhaps you could please me with that sweet little mouth of yours?” He knew this would be a dark humiliation for the proud little white beauty. “If you say yes your virginity will be safe less I feel a single tooth they will gang rape you Miss Rachel.”

Amid gave the golden young beauty the devil’s choice lose her preciously guarded virginity or humiliate herself and pleasure Amid orally.